LUMUT Contest : ADDICTED

I was in such a depressed mood tonight. Rejecting my girlfriend request to sent her home was one thing not to be proud of but not be able to attend her mother's birthday party was a shame. I'm sure she's hurt with my act. Gosh. It's been a while since our last date. And it's been a while since we last say that L word to each other.

This is all because of that girl. I barely known her. Not even close to know her real name. Just a few talks through the net and that's all. I found her through her electronic diary and we start to you know, get to know each other. I really enjoys reading her story. Her experience. Her honesty. Her angst.

It wasn't long before my girlfriend found out that I was having this electronic relation with this girl. I was posting some update to my electronic diary when she buzz through my yahoo messenger, keep asking me about the girl that commented on every entry I've made. I try to explain to her. Telling that this girl was someone who interested in my works, my art. But she thinks the other way and that sicken our relation. We haven't text each other ever since and today was the first time after the incident.

I drive straight to my office. It's already half past ten and my office was already empty. I made my way to my room. Switching on the table lamp while lightning up my Marlboro light. Damn. It's really stressing out here. I've got lots of thing to finish off. Works. Dateline. Girlfriend. I felt like shit right now thinking that I can't be there with her tonight. Thinking of how rude I've been act for the past day to her and my colleagues.

I blew this unhealthy smoke all over my room when I heard something. I stay still. Focus on the whispering sound. I looked around wondering if my friend was there trying to chicken me out. Shit. Nobody's here. I'm sure that the parking lot was empty when I came here. But I'm so sure that I've heard someone whispering my name.

I look at my laptop. Focus. Hell yes it's from there. It's from there. My laptop is whispering my fuckin name. Quite sure that the whisper come from there, I put a slight press on the space bar and the windows starts. I reach my mouse and point it to the Mozilla Firefox icon. And like the possessed guy in the Smallvile TV series, my fingers quickly hit the keyboard.

"http://semalamesok.blogspot.com"

God. What was happening to me? I'm so addicted to this girl.




Slogan:

"blog esoksemalam best kerana.... it got lots of hot chicks viewing this page days and nights."

"blog esoksemalam tak best kerana.... the owner is famous than me. Ouchh."

Shit. I hate slogan.